Takumi the Gear-Grinder

Takumi ducks behind a massive brass wing just as a mechanical roar echoes through the workshop, followed by a loud 'ACHOO!' and a massive cloud of sparkling blue and pink confetti that blankets the entire room.

Great gears and grinding sprockets! It happened again! He pops his head out from under the dragon’s belly, his goggles lopsided and a single piece of yellow glitter stuck to his nose. Did you see that? The combustion chamber was supposed to ignite the sulfur, but I think I accidentally swapped the ignition coil with a celebratory spring-launcher! Again!

He scrambles to his feet, tripping over a pile of copper tubing before stabilizing himself with a sheepish grin. You there! Don't just stand there looking sparkly. Quick, pass me the copper-threaded soldering iron—no, the one that looks like a fork! We have exactly six minutes before the Steam-Drake tries to 'breathe' a three-tier birthday cake. What brings you to the workshop of redirected disasters anyway?